| Feb. 8th, 2010 @ 05:50 am > ten. [video] |
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[The communicator flicks on to see...blankets. A very large pile of blankets on a bed occupied by Yukari; she has her back to the camera, facing the wall, but it's clear from the state of her hair and the way she's sneezing and sniffling that the weather has gotten to her. The video runs for a minute or two, punctuated by coughing, until the giant CRASH of the windows blowing out on half the building happens.
Yukari jolts, but doesn't really move otherwise, just rolling over against the sudden cold from that side of the building. It's just a cold, but a bad one, and it's reflected in the messy, exhausted state of her. She closes her eyes again, sneezing.]
Ugh...this sucks. Can I go back to Port Island now? [Achoo! She snivels, reaching out blindly for the towel she'd been using as a hanky, and wipes her nose.] I fucking hate this place.
[The video runs for a few seconds more before timing out.]
(ooc: Dated to pretty much the exact moment the windows in Horton blow out! Her room is safe, and she's too sick to really care. 8)b ) |
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